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“Shit.” Mid-thrust. Literally mid-thrust. “It’s Blair.”
ChapterSixteen
When Unwanted Guests Crash The Party
OPINION:
Things are really heating up between ex Seven of Crows bass player, Kaan, and his latest squeeze, Meg Martin. While it seems as though Kaan and Miz Martin were initially keeping things casual, a source close to the couple say their relationship is more serious than most people realise.
“Meg is very understanding to Kaan’s lifestyle but without the additional burden of being famous herself,” the insider tells me exclusively.
I don’t think that is necessarily true with over two million followers but it’s hardly for me to say, is it?
“And Kaan is finally inspired to write again, for the first time since the split with Seven of Crows. He has laid a few verses on me and they are phenomenal, really different to what he was doing with the band. He’s going to surprise everyone when this album is released.”
Like many of you, I can’t wait to hear this album—if it ever sees the light of day, that is.
I’m Pippa Ellis, and this is Fame and No-sense.
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“Get the fuck off my boyfriend, you goddamn whore!”
Before I can even react, and by react, I mean climb off Kaan’s penis, Blair’s rage takes over her. She grabs me by my hair and I suck back the pain as she forcefully yanks me up, tossing me to the floor like a ragdoll.
“Get the fuck away from her!” Kaan pushes Blair aside and kneels to help me up. “Are you okay?”
Mortified, I quickly try to compose myself. Smoothing my dress down over my hips, I manage to muster a feeble response, “Fine.”
Satisfied that I wasn’t injured, Kaan takes a menacing step towards Blair, his voice laced with frustration. “What the hell are you doing here?”
Blair’s glassy gaze remains fixed on the remnants of my lacy panties at her feet. “Charming.”
Kaan seizes her by both arms, demanding answers. “Blair? Why are you here?”
She smirks, her arms slipping around him in a misguided display of triumph. “Looking for you.”
Frustration washes over Kaan’s face. “You need to leave.”
“You’re my boyfriend.” The word ‘boyfriend’ almost sounds like an insult as she leans in and tries to kiss him. “I’m not going anywhere.”
I watch a muscle twitch in Kaan’s jaw, and an exasperated look wash over his face, but he hides it just as quickly. With remarkable composure, his voice adopts a gentle tone, as if he were trying to pacify a naughty child. “I wasn’t expecting you tonight, Blair. Did we arrange to meet?”
She looks completely out of her gourd and yet she is still somehow, I don’t know, beautiful.
Her dishevelled blonde hair falls down her back in cascades, her smudged makeup does nothing to detract from her face, and the perfectly fitted dress clings to her curves, serving as a reminder of her title as the hottest woman alive. But as Blairs bloodshot eyes shift back and forth I realise that tonight is not going to end well… for anyone.
“I can’t believe you’re shagging her! I seem to remember you calling her a fucking dumb twat not too long ago.”
Fight or flight?
I just want to grab my bag and run screaming into the night but with Blair blocking my path, I’m trapped, so fight it is. “I think what he actually called me was a fucking bitch….”
Kaan mutters under his breath, his eyes pleading with me. “For fucks sake.”
I shrug my shoulders defiantly and toss him a reproachful look. “It’s important that you’re not misquoted.”
Blair’s stoned eyes glare at me with vicious intensity. “Gee, Brazen really does offer a full service to its clients, doesn’t it? But as you can see, I’m back now, and yourservicesare no longer required.”
